The three of them had been standing outside the office for a while, starting when Wen Ran said she would call the police.

Everyone in the office was focused on Wen Ran, so no one noticed them.

Although they didn't hear the previous dispute, they generally understood it.

Ding Yao tilted her head with a smile, and her eyes were filled with craftiness. "Director."

Huo Xiao looked unhappy: "?"

"Is this a surprise for me?" She teased with a smile.

Huo Xiao looked away helplessly.

He went to persuade Ding Yao to work as the design director of Carlyle. In addition to the favorable employment conditions, he also praised the department.

Now this bloody scene is simply slapping him in the face.

Not only did he slap him in the face, but he also slapped Yan Wangshu in the face.

Thinking of Yan Wangshu, Huo Xiao glanced over.

President Yan, who has always been intolerant of the slightest bit of disdain in his eyes, actually showed no cold expression when he saw this bloody farce. He even had a slight smile at the corner of his mouth, as if he was quite interested.

Ding Yao couldn't tease Huo Xiao, so she threw the arrow at Yan Wangshu and said, "Senior...oh no, President Yan."

She raised her chin slightly and said in a tactful tone, "Your intern in Carlyle, is quite stubborn?"

Yan Wangshu didn't look away and chuckled. "Isn't that good?"

"Good?" Huo Xiao frowned. What was so good about it?

Yan Wangshu said slowly, "I can't stand being bullied either."

"What are you talking about..." Ding Yao smacked her lips and shook her head.

How can this intern compete with him?

Some people couldn't stand it because they were born in the clouds.

And some people can't bear it and go to their own destruction.

Ding Yao felt that Yan Wangshu was the former, and the intern was the latter, stupid and innocent.

However, she was still young!

Different from the timid young man, she was brave enough!

Ding Yao took a deep breath and said, "President Yan, the appointment of department personnel belongs to me. Is that true?"

Yan Wangshu raised his eyebrows and withdrew his gaze from Wen Ran. He looked at Ding Yao and said, "It's yours."

"That's good." Ding Yao walked into the office and muttered, "I was just worried about how to establish my prestige!"

Huo Xiao turned his head. "She wants to fire someone?"

Yan Wangshu restrained his expression and looked at Wen Ran. "Let her be."

The sudden intrusion of Ding Yao drew everyone's attention.

She wore a white organza shirt with shimmering edges, and neat and stylish wide-leg trousers, which flattered her figure perfectly.

Her hair was slightly curled and combed into a low ponytail. Her makeup was fresh, and she looked young and elegant.

When those who had not reacted saw Huo Xiao following closely behind, they quickly greeted him, "Director."

Wu Yunshan came to her senses and went up to him to hide her panic. "Director, you're back? We have already urged the wax carving team. It won't delay the construction."

Huo Xiao didn't respond to Wu Yunshan and introduced the girl next to him. "Let me introduce her to you. This is the newly hired director of Counter Product Design Department of the company. Welcome."

This was explosive news for everyone in the department.

Some were happy, while others were sad.

Huo Xiao took the lead in applauding. Whether it was joy or sorrow, he cooperated.

The applause didn't stop until seven or eight seconds later.

Ding Yao stepped forward. She was full of youth and looked young, but she was not timid at all. She said confidently, "Hello, everyone. My name is Ding Yao. I like to be called Meng Na(Mona). You may not know me very well. It doesn't matter. Let's get to know each other slowly."

Seeing that she had finished speaking, Huo Xiao said in a familiar tone, "Let's go."

Ding Yao nodded.

After Huo Xiao left, Ding Yao looked at Wu Yunshan, who had been in a daze. "Wu Yunshan, right?"

Wu Yunshan slightly twitched the corner of her mouth. "...Yes."

Ding Yao looked at Chen Xing again. "Chen Xing?"

Chen Xing nodded.

Ding Yao glanced around and fixed her eyes on Wang Xuyang, who was not very close to her. She smiled and asked, "Wang Xuyang?"

Wang Xuyang raised his hand.

"Where is the conference room?" Ding Yao looked around, "I would like to ask the three big guys to have a small meeting with me."

A colleague volunteered to lead the way. "Ms. Ding, this way."

Ding Yao smiled. "I told you, just call me Mona."

The colleague nodded awkwardly.

Ding Yao took two steps forward, turned to look at Wen Ran, and said in a brisk tone, "Don't call the police yet. We can deal with it ourselves. If you're not satisfied with the result, you can call the police."

Wen Ran didn't reply. They looked at each other for two seconds and nodded slightly.

Only then did Ding Yao lead the others to the meeting room.

As soon as the door of the conference room was closed, the office immediately began to discuss in a low voice.

There were only three topics.

First of all, where did the director come from? What was her identity? Why did she look so familiar with the director?

Second, they heard from her that she knew about the dispute just now and should deal with it herself. How would she deal with it?

In the end, what about Wu Yunshan, who had been arrogant for so long and felt that she was bound to get the position of supervisor?

Ivy led Wen Ran back to her desk. Li Wan was worried, so she pulled a chair over and sat down as well.

Li Wan grabbed Wen Ran's hand and said, "Don't feel uncomfortable, Wen Ran...If you really want to call the police, I will definitely testify for you."

Ivy closed her eyes and sighed. "Ms. Li, can you stop causing trouble? Can't you be more realistic? So what if you're a witness? Besides, you don't want to work here anymore?"

Wen Ran heard this and her eyelashes trembled. She turned to look at Li Wan and asked, "Has Mrs. Wong been settled?"

Li Wan couldn't help but smile and nod.

Wen Ran knew how much Li Wan cared about this job, but she still chose to stand on her side.

She said at noon that they were friends.

She really regarded herself as a friend.

Therefore, it does not actually take a long, long time to establish friends.

Wen Ran was touched, and her negative emotions gradually dissipated. She looked at Li Wan and said sincerely, "Congratulations."

Ivy glanced at the conference room's door with a frown. "This new director looks like she's keeping a low profile, but she's pretty capable."

Li Wan asked, "How so?"

"Three chief designers, she's investigated it thoroughly."

Indeed, she quickly and clearly found the three team leaders in the crowd and called out their names. She had come prepared.

"But...it's good for us." Ivy raised her eyebrows and made an analysis. "After all, our group is already at the bottom, and there is no room for descent. In my opinion, the situation may need to be re-divide."

Wen Ran felt that it had nothing to do with her no matter what.

She stood up with a pale face. "I'm going out for a while."

Li Wan was still worried. "I'll keep you company."

Ivy said, "I'll keep you company too."

Wen Ran was very grateful to them, both just now and now. But she shook her head with a smile and said, "I want to be alone."

Wen Ran lowered her head all the way and took out her phone to call Zhai Xinyi.

The call was quickly picked up, and Zhai Xinyi called out in a hoarse voice, "Hello!"

Only then did Wen Ran realize that it was late at night in M Country.

Wen Ran said, "It's okay. Go to sleep."

Zhai Xinyi nodded in confusion.

Wen Ran hung up the phone and put it in her pocket before continuing to walk forward.

The weather was very good today. The cloudless sky was clear blue, like a huge sapphire.

Wen Ran walked along the corridor and passed through the mottled corridor.

Turned.

She suddenly stopped in her tracks.

Not far from the corridor, Yan Wangshu stood by the wall with a cigarette in his mouth.

He held the matchbox in his right hand and held a match with his index and middle fingers. With a movement of his knuckles, the matchstick brushed past the side of the matchbox.

Before Wen Ran could understand his movements, the match had already sprouted.

He lowered his arm slightly, threw away the matchbox, raised his hand to his lips, and took a drag on his cigarette with a frown. The white smoke obscured his eyes.

He threw away the firewood casually and threw it into the green jade plate in front of him. A wisp of smoke slowly floated up from the plate and soon dissipated.

During this gap, Wen Ran was still thinking in his mind that he was not short of a lighter that night two years ago. Lighting cigarettes with matches should be his special hobby.

Yan Wangshu suddenly turned his head and met Wen Ran's eyes.

The little girl was wearing a white shirt skirt that reached her calves, with a brown belt around her waist.

Thinking of how stubborn she was when she was bullied just now, Yan Wangshu frowned.

Being stared at by him, Wen Ran felt her eyelids twitch unconsciously. When she came to her senses, she nodded slightly as a greeting and then turned around.

"Wen Ran..." He called out to her in a low voice.

He actually remembered her name.

Wen Ran thought for two seconds, then turned around and walked over.

The bottom of the sapphire plate placed on the wall was carved with patterns, and only the burnt end of the match lay horizontally inside. As she approached, the smell of cedary was strong.

Wen Ran didn't look up. "President Yan."

"Looking for me?"

"Huh?" Wen Ran realized that it was his office at the other end of the corridor. She hurriedly waved her hand. "No."

Yan Wangshu glanced at her little face and she avoided his gaze. The corners of her eyes were lowered and her lips were dark red. She looked extremely pitiful.

He held the cigarette between his fingers and put it on the other side: "Are you going to cry?"

The words made Wen Ran feel a little strange.

She looked up at him and denied, "No."

Yan Wangshu withdrew his gaze and looked at the sky.

The sunlight shone through the shadows of the trees, making his pupils look lighter and gentler than usual.

Yan Wangshu: "Are you wronged?"

"..." Wen Ran didn't quite understand his question.

He twitched the corner of his mouth and said in a joking tone, as if he were talking to a familiar friend, "You have a problem with Carlyle, don't you?"

"Yeah?"

"What a lousy company!" He reminded her.

！！！

Wen Ran blinked her eyes in disbelief. What happened just now had spread to him so quickly?

Alright.

Anyway, she was going to leave.

Wen Ran was no longer timid. She stood side by side with him, looked at the sky, and said softly, "I have a problem with that."

Yan Wangshu raised his eyebrows and asked, "What are you dissatisfied with?"

Since he already knew, Wen Ran didn't mind talking about it.

Her tone was calm, without any hint of complaint, like a third-party narrator: "On the first day of employment, I saw a row of golden slogans at the door of our department, 'The designer's product is the work.' But it was also the first day of employment. I found that the department's rules and regulations completely violated this slogan. Compared with the designer's work, everyone valued academic qualifications, background, etc.; also, although the company has a complete promotion mechanism, the leadership's power can override it; and I don't want to talk about this today."

It took her less than a month to accurately find out the details of the department.

Yan Wangshu put out the cigarette on the green jade plate. "Do you think it's unfair?"

"Yes."

"You think it's unfair. It's just the law of survival in the workplace. It's no different from the natural law of the jungle." Yan Wangshu tilted his head and glanced at her. "If you want to get justice, you have to stand in a position where you have the right to speak and where they have to listen to what you say."

Wen Ran reviewed his words and questioned: "That is also unfair."

"Not too stupid." Yan Wangshu commented lazily.

Therefore, there was no real fairness in the world.

Fairness is a rule customized by the strong for themselves.

Wen Ran couldn't refute these words. It was different from the society she had imagined since she was a child, but she was still grateful to Yan Wangshu. "Thank you. I've benefited a lot."

Her current attitude and tone showed that she did not treat him as a leader at all.

Yan Wangshu naturally understood and remained silent for a few seconds: "Are you planning to leave?"

"Yes."

Yan Wangshu raised his hand to grab the matchbox and turned it around in his palm unintentionally. "Wen Ran, Carlyle is already considered fair compared to other companies. Here, we value our work more..."

Wen Ran didn't want to hear it. Yan Wangshu just told her that this was how the world was. It was like this everywhere.

Perhaps because she was young, childish, stubborn, and naive, she believed that there was always a place that was not like this.

Wen Ran interrupted Yan Wangshu and looked at him seriously. "I don't like it here."

"You don't want to consider it?"

Wen Ran nodded. "No."

Yan Wangshu tilted his head to look at her, and the breeze slowly blew the hair on her cheeks.

Her face was small, her skin was fair and tender, and her facial features were pure and beautiful.

A delicate little girl.

Right!

Little Jasmine was indeed not suitable for the wasteland, but more suitable for the flower gardens in the castle.

Yan Wangshu threw the matchbox in his hand into the green jade plate. He picked up the green jade plate with one hand, turned around, and walked toward the office. "I wish you a bright future."